I don’t know what to say. I don’t even know how I feel. I don’t know if I miss him or I miss the times that we had together. It’s been so long you would think that I would be over it by now, but for some reason I catch myself thinking about him too often. I catch myself thinking about what we could have been or could be. I think about my next encounter with him and how I’ll act and what will happen. I do not want to miss him. I do not want to think about him.
I have to remind myself that he is not who I thought he was. I have to take him for what he is and not what I think he could be. He’s not loyal and he does not care for me. He cannot love me the way I should be loved. He will not make me happy, no matter how hard I try to convince myself.